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  1. #21
    Quote Originally Posted by Mombo View Post
    Very well written. I hope you have better luck with your poetry than my son had on this site. About 5 yrs ago I coaxed him to come on CC, he did and wrote a poem, a few on this site made jokes about the poem and my son has never been back. Sad because he is a great writer/poet. You just never know .....
    Mombo, thank you and I am sorry to hear about what your son went through. I don't think many find what some of us find in poetry. To me is an expression of emotions, feelings .. good or bad and it can be beautiful. In my case, I loved to write since I was in high school. My English teacher encouraged me to write after she read my writings. For awhile there, life became too busy for me to completely follow this path. Then I re-discovered it and began writing again. I have started my own website and have put my work there too. I love sharing what I write and listening to what others have to say about what I write, good or bad.

    In your son's case, I would encourage him to not give up and to keep on writing, no matter what. I would like to ask you to keep encouraging him to write and possibly come back here. How old is your son? Maybe he would at least like to read others writings and it might re-awaken his desire to keep on writing. I would love to have him write some of his work on this thread. Like you said, "You just never know", he might stay this time.

    Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. ~Victor Hugo~

    A warrior is not one who always wins,
    but one who keeps on fighting to the end ~ Unknown ~

  2. #22
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    love this thread. heres one of mine. it is really a song.

    little ones come and give a great sigh
    nothing to do no money to buy
    what they want to own
    no money to buy what they want to own

    I gave em a jar with holey lid
    a little spoon to scratch and dig
    like mama did
    just like my mama did

    and send the out but not too far
    for heaven and earth in a mason jar
    bring me heaven and earth in a mason jar

    out they run out under the sun
    I drop a tear for my preciouse ones
    as they run back in
    all wearing a grin
    with their mason jars and treasure whithin

    got a rolly bug
    got a slimey slug
    got a rock from the medow
    got a lightning bug

    got a dragon fly
    a twisty twig
    I got a pretty feather
    got a leaf real big

    got a lady beatle with spots of black
    my eyes well up im looking back
    im seeing my mama like Im seeing me
    as they lookem all over
    set them all free
    look em over let em all be

    Shouts and giggles rise above
    shouts and giggles rise above

    little ones come and give a great sigh
    nothing to do no money to buy
    what they want to own
    no money to buy what they want to own

    give a jar with a holey lid
    a little spoon to scratch and dig
    like mama did
    just like my mama did
    and send em out
    not too far
    for heaven and earth in a mason jar

  3. #23
    Senior Member Foolish Old's Avatar
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    Florida Keys
    Some have known me briefly
    Some have known me long
    All of you who know me
    know the lyrics of my song

    It's a song that praises kindness
    It's a song that honors strength
    of a kind that bends for children
    and fights in their defence

    A strength admitting mistakes
    A strength which shuns excuse
    A strength to be a better man
    each day with love infuse

    So I beg my new friends
    and friends with history
    listen to the song again
    and sing it in your key

    "We have met the enemy and he is us."-POGO.

    "I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it."~Edgar Allan Poe

    "Dream big, you might never wake up!"- Snoop Dogg

  4. #24
    (I'll edit in more, maybe)

    You stay here and I'll go there.
    I'm much more in love with your memory.
    Misconstrued feelings, misunderstood sighs,
    There's a need for the distance between us.
    And the truth shall set you free.

  5. #25
    to dara

    The long lost battle of life for you
    was it worth the wanting,
    the waiting,
    the watching,
    as you slowly died, bit by bit,
    loosing one small battle
    again and again and again
    Your voice suddenly went quiet
    No word, no voice, no communication,
    Did the daily dying do it in?
    did death find you withered,
    weathered by waiting,
    What does death a fraction a day
    do to a voice so clear, so strong
    Did death come for you to late,
    like me.
    was death an answer to prayers made
    to mortality Waiting in the wings?
    as you on centre stage took your pose
    a poet shouldn't die by degrees

  6. #26


    Wow! I haven't been here in some time and do attempt poetry. There is some good poetry here, love 'um!

    Now I will dare post one of my own.

    (Begs to be edited)

    It keeps me up at night
    the lower back gripped like a claw
    the undersides buttocks legs feet
    burning stinging like boiling oil in the veins
    the muscles crying helplessly
    no let up for the past six months
    all hours of day and night it persists
    weasels ripping my flesh
    overcomes normal thinking
    it convincingly tells the mind to give it up
    let it all go body mind leave relief
    the mind inventories my meds
    hum, got enough, but this Pacemaker
    is going to keep my heart from stopping
    put me in a coma no way
    take one toke or two
    deep exhale of breath reprieve

    deep exhale of breath reprieve
    only temporarily of course out of mind
    the pain though is merciless no quarter
    how even I questions where this power
    to stay the course keep still Be in the Light
    comes from and holds me true to who I Am
    I know somewhere but this is only a poem and
    word play is necessary to convey my inner life
    without being a bore or seeking sympathy

    life is an undisguised blessing open for all to see
    I am alive all of me and am blessed to be so
    even with Dybbuk being on my case for years
    being his angriest meanest cleaving mother fucker
    of all time persistently seeking my weak spot
    but hey dream on my man my weak spot
    is my strength
    never venturing anywhere near that spot
    staying close to the power source has allowed me
    entry into the inner world the empty mind world
    I am the only one to handle this situation in all
    its complexities uncertainties and surprises
    and I will
    I will

    Last edited by Garyis; 10-18-2014 at 06:18 PM.
    Gary Is = L-1 Para for 34 years.....................

  7. #27
    A friend just sent this to me. Thought I'd share it.
    A Rainy Morning

    A Rainy Morning

    A young woman in a wheelchair,
    wearing a black nylon poncho spattered with rain,
    is pushing herself through the morning.
    You have seen how pianists
    sometimes bend forward to strike the keys,
    then lift their hands, draw back to rest,
    then lean again to strike just as the chord fades.
    Such is the way this woman
    strikes at the wheels, then lifts her long white fingers,
    letting them float, then bends again to strike
    just as the chair slows, as if into a silence.
    So expertly she plays the chords
    of this difficult music she has mastered,
    her wet face beautiful in its concentration,
    while the wind turns the pages of rain.

    ~ Ted Kooser ~

    (Delights & Shadows)
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    Gary Is = L-1 Para for 34 years.....................

  8. #28
    Thanks for posting this Gary! I wish Raven was still here to see this poetry!


  9. #29
    Quote Originally Posted by SCI-Nurse View Post
    Thanks for posting this Gary! I wish Raven was still here to see this poetry!

    Where did raven go?
    Gary Is = L-1 Para for 34 years.....................

  10. #30
    Unfortunately Raven died several years ago.


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